way back when - lew lyrics
[chorus: lew]
i was eighteen on the ave, countin’ up cash
i was good at math, but i never went to class
first, i was broke, but it didn’t last
got in my bag, then i got me a bag
n*ggas they mad, they going out sad
shorty had a chance in the past but it passed
first, i was broke, but it didn’t last
got in my bag, then i got me a bag
[verse 1: lew]
fell in love with this shorty from the west end
we was close, real close like best friends
i gave her everything, nothing less than
cupid had a n*gga in a head spin
one day, i pulled up to the front door
outside was a benz i don’t know
so i hit her on the phonе, ring, ring, ring
“hey, baby, right now i’m not home”
okay, well, i walk around thе driveway
then i look through the window by the side gate
and what i seen made my heart break five ways
another n*gga f*ckin’ my b*tch
but i bossed up and i left it in the past tense
now it’s european whips when i back in
getting money in dubai where the sand is
this is just a story ’bout a n*gga way back when
[chorus: lew]
i was eighteen on the ave, countin’ up cash
i was good at math, but i never went to class
first, i was broke, but it didn’t last
got in my bag, then i got me a bag
n*ggas they mad, they going out sad
shorty had a chance in the past but it passed
first, i was broke, but it didn’t last
got in my bag, then i got me a bag
[verse 2: lew]
i ain’t have no bread, n*gga
i was in a jam, thought i was toast
i was eating out the can
sitting in the cold
trying to hit another scam
then my n*gga called and he hit me with the plan:
“aye, my n*gga, save five bands
ima save five too and take it straight to my mans
we gone cop two p’s, sell it bag by bag”
“thats more cheese than a n*gga ever had”
we pull up to the spot, knock, knock, knock
he opened up the door with a gen five glock
put it straight to my head and took everything i got
d*mn, that betrayal hurt a lot
but i bossed up and i left it in the past tense
now it’s european whips when i back in
getting money in dubai where the sand is
this is just a story ’bout a n*gga way back when
[chorus: lew]
i was eighteen on the ave, countin’ up cash
i was good at math, but i never went to class
first, i was broke, but it didn’t last
got in my bag, then i got me a bag
n*ggas they mad, they going out sad
shorty had a chance in the past but it passed
first, i was broke, but it didn’t last
got in my bag, then i got me a bag
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